Gay Fanfiction Problem Novels & Stories

"What else?" What else was there? Gabriella racked her brains but could not think of anything else that she did wrong. In the end, she simply blinked as she watched Henry silently, hoping that he would tell her what she did wrong. Henry scoffed incredulously. "Why did you arrange a game between me and Hannah?" "Did you not enjoy it?" Gabriella asked curiously. Henry's expression darkened. This wasn't a matter of whether or not he enjoyed it. "The both of you have a lot of fans that ship you together. The both of you can only rise in popularity if you give the shippers what they want," Gabriella explained.

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"

“A Gaycation. It's when straight guys go somewhere on vacation to a highend secluded place, with other men and try things that gay men would do with other gay men sexually and there's no questions asked. Kind of like a hall pass.” John’s expression hardens. “So you’d do that? And your wife’s okay with it?” “It’s not cheating,” the man insists. “It’s just curiosity, plus I would be on a hall pass. So no it would not be cheating.” Jane and John exchange a look. “That’s not how that works,” Jane says flatly. The argument continues, and it gets both heated, but is also distracting, until no one notices the turn. The car slows. Darkness surrounds them.

Some people had already made some sick fan art of the whole ordeal, casting a platinum blonde stranger as Eliza. They weren’t even the worst. The worst had to be the fanfics that had seemingly popped up overnight. I only got through the blurb of one before I had to click out of the site, lest I risk permanently damaging my psyche. When I saw all this, I was a little shocked that I was yet to realise that I hadn’t yet received a scolding call from my mother. But then I checked my phone and remembered I had muted all calls and notifications from her, of which there were many.

Tyler narrowed his eyes, eye-rating me. “You have grown leaner. Have you been eating?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. “What can I say, friend? My girlfriend cheated on me with my opponent. While trying to recover from it, a blogger decides to declare me gay,” I replied and sat up. “Do you know how much damage this news is going to cause to the people involved in it? To Damien and his father. To me and my career?” I let a moment of silence pass before I responded. “I am too worried to care about eating.”

he stated seriously, glaring at his friend. “He’s a guy!” Jaxson protested, as if that meant he couldn’t possibly be his mate. “And?” “It can’t happen. Same gendered mating doesn’t happen. Therefore, you’re wrong.” “No wonder he’s fucking the town! You rejected him! You dickhead!” Adam expressed. “I ha-”

He rolled his eyes “I don't feel anything for Zaryn Gaya. I don't even like her that much. She's arrogant and bossy, I feel she doesn't care about me. She only wants to be with me because of my status and power. What should I do, Gaya? How can I escape this situation” I replied to him, ignoring his attitude. “Oh God, stop the sex!” Gaya cried out “Stop whining and answer me!”

My playboy best friend who used to flirt with anything that moved now stands here claiming me like it is the most natural thing in the world. First he called me his fiancée in front of everyone. Now this. No way. He is just saying it to get back at Tyler and Marcus. I am not letting it get into my head. Not yet. Tyler laughs but it sounds forced. “You really believe that? She brings nothing but problems.” I cut in before Connor can answer. “Problems? The only problem here is you two thinking you could keep using me as your perfect little cover. I saw the truth. I lived it. And I am done Tyler.”

I treated her like a queen and pretended to be in love; that was until I had a taste of Finn. “Are you gay?” She asked, this time calmer. Her eyes rested on me, and even though I wanted so much to panic, I relaxed. If Calista were to find out, I would be in trouble because I knew she would tell the whole school. “I'm not.” She scoffed. “You're lying to me.” She exhaled tiredly, crossing her arms over her chest. “You know if you had left me for another girl, I would have been happier. Maybe I was the problem.”

Not entirely, at least. Meanwhile, Liam stormed past us into the living room, muttering something about idiots and gay pheromones in the air. He had a pen behind one ear and what looked like script notes in hand, full of messy sketches. "Don't mind him," Grayson said, emerging from the hallway in gym shorts and an unbothered expression. "He's been obsessed with this new manhwa idea. It's BL." Caisen looked amused. "About time." "He says—and I quote—'I'm surrounded by so many damn gay people, if I publish even one of their stories, I'll be a billionaire.'"